~ Run for your life ~ ! *



T

TwitteringOne

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"Then something happened
As a personal experience which changed all that.

So now, for me,
It is established as a matter of fact."
~ em

"What happened,
What is established?"
~ Twittering

*

Left ~ / *
....* \ Baton ~ !

"Call The KGB ~ ! *"
~ Folly

"Heh. ..?
What's that got to do with anything?"
~ em

"Twitter
Wrote some poems ~ !"
~ Folly

*

"Hey ~ !
Me, the child, let's rowl
To high and
This evening left temperature
Outside of cooked heat to vapor together."
~ Twittering

"But Twitter's spent, broke, no hope,
Nope, and her head
Still hurts.

.... and she can barely write her name,
No joke ~ !

O, honestly, Twitter
Stopped checking her snail mail months
Ago, and Twitter told'em so, too.

And further,
We still got no pup ~ !"
~ Folly

"And this
Ain't no joke."
~ Twittering

*bong* (coo-coo!)
Kukoo ~ ! *

"You can create message rules
That block posts that contain any variations
Of the word 'TWIT' (nicely descriptive, huh?)
In the From line or the
Subject line."
~ Howard McCollister

"O, Mr. Mc?
Do you know Ms.
Danielle Steel? Who's son died by suicide?"
~ Twittering

"If you see Ms,
Steel, or Ms.
Emma Peel, say ~ The Avengers, yes,
We ARE RECRUITING ~ !

But first,
A lawsuit to file."
~ Folly

"Heck, yeah,
Folly, 'cause we got hurt ~ !"
~ Twittering

Ps.
Just ask Mum. She knows.

And BEWARE of NYU ~ !

Don't ever volunteer there, or put your life
In their hands.

Ps.
We sincerely hope you loose your license.

* ~
Blog, or dog? Who knows.
But if you see my lost pup, please bring him home!
I got Leon a brand-new bone.
_________________
http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo
 
> "Hey ~ !
> Me, the child, let's rowl
> To high and
> This evening left temperature
> Outside of cooked heat to vapor together."


It's a consensus: google and my Russian friend who wants to convert to
Italianism both agree with you. OTOH I had figured maybe it was a
translation of Eno's:

Baby's on fire
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter
Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are *****ing
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching.



> No joke ~ !


No, it sounds deadly serious. My deepest sympathies and most fervent
well-wishes are with you.
 
Russian Friend?
Seen Laika, or
Calvin?

C?
'k.

Twittering trills ...
Leon barks larks.
See fish run ~ !

Capsicum,
Let's swim ...

Where's Mum?
E, et all?

Don't tell The Brown Down, but Ms.
Steel's ok ~ ?
 
> "You can create message rules
> That block posts that contain any variations
> Of the word 'TWIT' (nicely descriptive, huh?)
> In the From line or the
> Subject line."
> ~ Howard McCollister



Some will remember the old days,
when internet connection was scarce
outside universities,
and we used our modems: 2400, 1200, 300 baud,
to call local bulletin boards.

Usually well after bedtime.

The fidonet years.

We had mail filters
(hell, I wrote one in poor C,
called SCUM)
but they weren't called "killfiles"
in those days;
they were in fact known as
"twit lists".

You wouldn't "kill" or "plonk"
someone,
you'd twit 'em.
 
"No joke ~ !"
~ Twittering

"No, it sounds deadly serious.
My deepest sympathies and most fervent
Well-wishes are with you."
~ If you see Kay

"K, wishes alone, know ~ Not good
Enough, in this case!

We need a helping hand ~ Been askin'
For a hand to hold for One
Year & 6 days,

As of today,
May 19, 2005."
~ Folly
 
> Bet U been havin cybersex a long time!

Good bet, but
never been my thing.
 
Good bet, but
never been my thing.

I tried a bit, in 1999,
got my fill,
never did again.